How it went....

Well, when I last typed I mentioned having the fallopian tube catheterization. It went on, as planned on Wednesday. I wish I could say that it was a piece of cake, but it wasn't. Of course, if my body is involved, there are going to be issues and in classic Bre style it happened again.

It started when the nurse COULD NOT HIT MY VEIN to start an IV. Now, don't get me wrong....I am by no means fussing. I know how bad of a stick I am, and as a nurse I can honestly say I wouldn't want to stick me...lol! After who knows how many attempts my IV was finally going. Anesthesiology came and talked to me, and after about an hours wait it was my turn in the stirrups!

I was literally whisked away to the OR and my procedure started within 2 minutes. Now, the problem was, Dr. Yalcinkaya started with his end before the anesthesiologist was able to give me the drugs. Oh well, I can handle it, right???? WRONG!! HOLY COW IT HURT!!! The last 2 procedures (HSGs) hurt pretty bad, so I knew when I was feeling the pain with this one that it was going to be worse. It only made sense that it would. I got my first dose of meds, and I am pretty sure between them and the pain from the procedure I attempted to pass out again!! I woke up pretty quick this time with a B/P of 63/49 (I really should have never looked at the machine). The pain sucked...I yelled....Dr. Yalcinkaya asked for more meds....the anesthesiologist said NO (thank you low blood pressure). I knew I was in for a pretty rough few minutes.

With the help of a super sweet male nurse (I think his name was Tom....I really wish I could remember) who talked me through it and held my hand, some extra O2, a couple cold wash cloths, and some out loud prayers I made it through. Both of my fallopian tubes were blocked, the left worse than the right (which is quite ironic since my ultrasound prior to the procedure showed that I had 2 great looking follicles....ON MY LEFT OVARY). On my way back to the recovery room, I passed out again.....UGH!! I really wish I could get that in check. I feel like such a wuss when I do it. PANSY!!!

After about an hour in recovery I was headed home. Hurting, but headed home! I slept pretty much the rest of the day. I woke up the next morning, feeling like I'd been punched in the gut (a couple times). It hurt to stand up straight, but today I'm good!!! Ready to make a baby. We had no "restrictions," so we could start with the baby making ASAP. We're scheduled for another IUI (intrauterine insemination) in the morning.

I finally feel like I can breathe! There's no reason now for us not to get preggo. The PCOS is in check, I'm ovulating beautifully, Greg's sperm are a-ok, my fallopian tubes are open....we should be "good to go"!!! I sure could us some prayers, prayers, and more prayers. I'm anxiously excited. It's hard not to be. As Greg and I were laying in bed last night we were so excited and hopeful that we couldn't help but talk about baby names. It's been a while since we allowed ourselves to talk about that. I just feel like the Lord isn't going to give us this joint desire to grow our family, without following through and allowing us to do so. We're ready Lord, seeking your blessings, trusting in your timing, believing in your promises, and loving you no matter the circumstances!!

On to tomorrow.....could it be the day??